we put our feet just where they had, had to go.
the earlier i come home the later i go to sleep, which is a strange concept, if you think about it a little bit. i'm worn down and unable to do anything i want to do. i'm sick of working, and i'm sick of fearing nearly everything in this world. i need to stop being so scared and actually start taking initiative to make my dreams come true. i need to work harder, and get some concern, actually. less empty more feeling. everything i've ever wanted everyone else to do, i need to do myself.
people worry for me perhaps way too much, i understand if you think i don't make the best decisions from time to time, but i can look after myself. and i appreciate your concern, but i wish you'd just trust me, let me make my own decisions and my own mistakes, it's the best way for me to learn. i want to be given some space for just one week.
i need a day off, as soon as possible, but works got me far too occupied, more than school, which is decently pathetic. i want a slice of cherry pie, a cup of warm apple cider, a bowl full of pear slices, and isolation. i'd be in my sunroom cuddled up in my comforter with the space heater on, watching either great or really shitty movies, then doing homework for an hour every other hour. just gotta stop letting senioritous catch up to me.
beirut will not escape my head,... blaahhhhhhhhh. too much goodness.
christmas party saturday, small little get together with the ladies, presents, what not. waffle breakfast sunday morning, i'll be sleepy, but i need to. hasta le byebye to the burbo relatively soon. work work work work and pay day next friday. then winter break? yes,. please,... and thank you. i will take full advantage of it, in every way, everyday.
heartburn sucks, just fyi.
if i was young, i'd flee this town,
i'd bury my dreams underground.
as did i, we drink to die, we drink tonight,...
people worry for me perhaps way too much, i understand if you think i don't make the best decisions from time to time, but i can look after myself. and i appreciate your concern, but i wish you'd just trust me, let me make my own decisions and my own mistakes, it's the best way for me to learn. i want to be given some space for just one week.
i need a day off, as soon as possible, but works got me far too occupied, more than school, which is decently pathetic. i want a slice of cherry pie, a cup of warm apple cider, a bowl full of pear slices, and isolation. i'd be in my sunroom cuddled up in my comforter with the space heater on, watching either great or really shitty movies, then doing homework for an hour every other hour. just gotta stop letting senioritous catch up to me.
beirut will not escape my head,... blaahhhhhhhhh. too much goodness.
christmas party saturday, small little get together with the ladies, presents, what not. waffle breakfast sunday morning, i'll be sleepy, but i need to. hasta le byebye to the burbo relatively soon. work work work work and pay day next friday. then winter break? yes,. please,... and thank you. i will take full advantage of it, in every way, everyday.
heartburn sucks, just fyi.
if i was young, i'd flee this town,
i'd bury my dreams underground.
as did i, we drink to die, we drink tonight,...